Carcass:Psychopathologist Lyrics

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Effervescing entrails corroding after yearsThe stench of the canker brings me no tearsFestering tumours of cancerous decayGnawed and chewed by maggots with malicious hate

I like to slide my hand inside your stomachAnd rip out the putrid remains,Drink the pus and munch on the internal organsUntil all the casket is drained.It's fun being a pathologist - slicing up corpsesEspecially when they have just been exhumed,I like doing autopsies on festering carcasses -I get high sniffing on all the fumes

The sound of rancid juices sloshing around your coffinThe mould and the gore remind me of that you're rottingCongealed blood clotted around both sets of veinsThe beautiful colour of your decomposing brain